Dark Confluence
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In Mark Davies experience, such an act came out of revenge, out of malicious hatred. This was punishment, not some random sick killing by a psycho. Oddly enough, the rest of the house had not been touched. Even the brand new and very expensive hybrid car was still parked in the garage, the keys lying obviously and tantalisingly in a wooden bowl on the living room dresser. Odd things had also been found in the woman’s house – objects connected with Wicca and New Age beliefs. The branch concluded that she had fell afoul of some of her malign compatriots. Unfortunately, that didn’t explain the lack of physical evidence at the scene of the crime. It was just another mystery, on top of an even greater mystery.
Therefore, his branch had created the great lie for public consumption, whilst quietly and behind closed doors, the real mystery of Emerald Hills continued to be discussed. Eventually, when the truth was determined, it would be revealed to those in power, those who made things happen, or who made things disappear. However, Mark Davies did not think that it would happen in his lifetime.
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It had taken Bill Anders and his team six months to piece together all the information on what the rest of the media, and the Government, was now calling the ‘Emerald Hills Incident’.
He didn’t believe for a moment the misinformation the Government was putting out, especially not since Deven had spliced together into video format, all the footage from his multi-spectrum camera. He especially did not believe it after receiving in the mail, a lengthy and signed letter from a Miss Jennifer McDonald detailing everything she had observed and personally experienced. So much of what she wrote collaborated with what Deven had filmed and with what he had seen with his own eyes. Her belief was so strong that it had extended to blowing up the local sub-station and sacrificing her life for what she said was ‘the greater good, for the saving of the town and humanity, and the return of the abducted children.’
So now the proverbial was about to hit the fan. They had for weeks, months even, agonised over every second, every minute or their documentary. At times, they just wanted to give it all away, but Bill persevered, believing strongly that an entire town, or for that matter, a middle-aged spinster shouldn’t be written off by history as a nut, deluded into violent hallucinations by the effect of fungal spores.
The truth had to come out, and within moments, it would, and they would accept the consequences for good or for ill.
Bill turned to his station manager and gave him the nod. It was time to roll the tape on the new documentary titled – ‘Emerald Hills, the Real Story’.
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Sixty minutes later, phones began to ring in a Government office in Canberra.
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The End
Other fiction titles by Rosemary Fryth:
Heroic Epic Fantasy trilogy ‘RIOTHAMUS’:
Book One ‘Arantur’
Book Two ‘The High King’
Book Three ‘Warriormage’
Other titles by Rosemary Fryth:
‘Elemental’ (A book of poems)
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